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A firework is a beautiful analogy. The moment an explosion occurs. Lights, then sound, then the reaction in your chest. Like an idea, when the initial manifestation of a thought occurs and you feel it, eureka! It may represent luck, the perfect moment when the energy shifts and it all works out just right.

As of now, I am out of ideas, and in need of some luck. A penny for my thoughts has been spent beyond my means, and now is the time to take action. Although direction, intention, and inspiration are lacking. Despite this current moment, I feel there is a silver lining, a hopeful light. Just enough to see in front of me as I wander adult streets.

I am wringing out my mind, for something more to say in this week. Distracted by new music found just a moment before. Check out Leif Vollebekk if you have some time or in the mood for the winter blue emotions. Anyway, my personal new year has always buffered being a January baby. The time between the 1st and the 21st takes a clouded filter with candlelight, and maybe a nightcap to escort wreckless nostalgia. I trust myself to navigate the new year with confidence, even if that means another season of fake it ’til I make it!

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-xx

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To avoid cliché introductions, I am going to dive right into the meat of this post. I have now completed 52 blog posts, once a week, for an entire year. A resolution I had set for myself just over a year ago. To reiterate my feelings on resolutions, they are powerful! The beginning of a new calendar year is more often than not an emotional process for me.

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In years past, my only source of reflection and collection are the journals I keep. The retiring of an old used agenda-journal, the introduction to a fresh clean one, a lot crosses the mind. Memories or days, or weeks past, the souvenir stickers that decorate the cover, quote of inspiration that helped from the year, and water stains from days less inspirational. This year I am beyond grateful to say goodbye to 2017. Looking ahead, I mostly feel relief, because whatever may happen, I fully believe answers are on the horizon, and soon my year-long questions will be resolved.

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I embody the ability to completely engulf myself in nostalgia, for better or worse, and this blog is a great place to scroll endlessly of moments and thoughts that have come to pass. It is a modern medium far different from my analog style. The excitement is still here, I can still feel it just as I did 365 days ago.

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So for those of you who may be asking, ‘Will the blog continue?’, the answer is yes! In 2018 I will continue to upload weekly. I will continue to produce content, capture the images of my life, and write to express my passions, concerns, and interests. As for the complete vision of the new year, that is unclear. For now, I wish to ring in the New Year with my husband and focus on all that is good in the world and in my life.

xx – nasty trash

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IMG_2401.jpgI am posting a little late today but in full festive spirit! Christmas trees have come to the city, and I have been anxiously awaiting to decorate. The inspiration struck a few weeks back to do an entire biodegradable tree. This may sound odd to some, but seasonal ornaments do not take high priority in our small studio storage.

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Biodegradable is not a term that usually pairs with Christmas. Yet, my 2018 resolution is to take conscious steps towards a zero waste lifestyle, and I want to get a jump start with the holiday season. It did not take long for my imagination to explore all the possibilities. The traditional stringing of popcorn and dehydrated orange slices to decorate are my ornaments of choice. Below the tree is a variety of recycled papers used to wrap presents.

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Although decorating a tree only takes one hand, the other hand is best used with a cocktail in it. I have been saving my new copper mugs for a special occasion. Gifted to me in a care package from my mother, what better way to get in the festive mood than with a holiday Moscow mule.

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I hope, no matter what you celebrate, that your year is coming to a humble end. May the last days of December be spent with those you love in warm places, and may the year to come be promising and bright.

Thanks for reading!

xx- nasty trash

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This week my inspiration came from a few different places. The images collected are based on an Instagram challenge called #FreeUpMyInsta. Whilst following Alexia Booker (@LostFoundKeep) and her daily vlogs all month long, she mentioned a new challenge developed by Allison Sadler. It is a beautiful concept designed to motivate others to appreciate our day to day lives, and worry less about a number of likes, quality of content, or curated images. The following images are my interpretation of the challenge.

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 1. Look Up // Lately, when you look up, grey skies surround the most unique colors of the year. This image is from my very own backyard. Although it may not seem like much, to me, this view changes and grows every day, just like me.

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2. Inspiration // I quickly captured this image whilst briskly walking by. I am currently victim to the Baader-Meinhof phenomenon, and vans are my repeated encounter. At some point in my life, I hope to live carefree in a van with the world as my backyard. But for now, I will continue to wander streets and fantasize about each van I see.

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3. Bloom // While October is not famous for any new foliage, the colors are something similar to a firework show. I also enjoy the woman walking in the image, and the bundle of golden maple leaves she has collected to take home. I only imagine she has a craft to create or a seasonal centerpiece to display in her kitchen.

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4. Simple Pleasures // Helsinki Trams. I love Helsinki Trams. The iconic yellow and green paint job is maybe one of my favorite things about the city. Only second to riding around enjoying the scenic streets and bayside sights pass by.

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5. Friday Fun // Confession time, this image was taken on Tuesday. During this period of my life, I have had to adjust my schedule, routines, and sense of purpose. But the most rewarding part of it all has been the Tuesday afternoons that feel like Fridays. The moments when I can have a spontaneous adventure with my husband, despite time, location, or finances. Life has many seasons, and I know this one will not last forever, but I am going to soak it all up while I still can.

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6. Explore // It was not clear how this image would turn out, but I am so pleased with the outcome. At 6ft tall I had to stretch my arms overhead to capture the top of this garden shed. It may not be your interpretation of exploration, but the way we view things can be a new adventure when given the chance to observe something from an alternative perspective. If anything, you will have no other choice except to explore the corners of your mind and wander your imagination.

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7. Favorite // This is my favorite picture this week. A quiet back street makes the perfect autumn postcard image. I feel as though the picture speaks for itself.

This challenge was a great way to think differently about my day to day surroundings. I would like to encourage the challenge to all of you. It does not have to result in a blog post or an Instagram, but instead, consider the world around you in these seven themes. I hope it provokes a sense of awe and contempt as you actively engage with your surroundings.

xx – nasty trash

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As predicted, I have returned to the botanical gardens. This trip is more intimate than the inaugural, yet it was just as satisfying. A slow tram ride through the city carried me from my neighborhood to the garden entrance, and thus the adventure began.

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The content brings to light what I fail to experience in reality. The seasons are transitioning across the globe. Social media likes to remind us all when the change occurs, even if it is at the expense of our personal comfort. I enjoy seeing the leaves change color in Helsinki, the spring surf pictures from Cape Town, and the seasonal sunset shots people capture from around the world but take it too far at times and I begin to wonder why I’m not somewhere else.

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To respond to this global FOMO epidemic, the botanical gardens are my saving grace. On this particular day, I enjoyed the crisp autumn air, golden leafy textures, combined with dry cactus arrangements, humid rainforest foliage, and summer green aesthetic… all within a few meters from the other.

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I’m grateful for this little garden space. It is as if I can easily transport to a different scene, without a plane ticket, passport, or bikini wax, and experience something totally different than the moment before.

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Until next week,

xx – nasty trash

 

 

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My mind is elsewhere this Friday… in the hours before Hurricane Irma hits the US coast I can’t help but think about every family, friend, and soul I know in its path. With no words of wisdom, or any inspiration to find a distraction, here are a few images from my time in the South Eastern part of the United States. The places where I grew up.

North Carolina

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South Carolina

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Georgia

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Florida

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xx – nasty trash

 

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This week I am posting on location in a rough stream of consciousness. I have decided to continue with my evening, a well deserved date night with my beloved partner, and share some thoughts about this moment.

Although most of my Friday nights tend to grow more similar as the months go by, I am beginning to crave moments of spontaneity. In between the meals and beers, I am finally starting to feel humbled my surroundings. To be fair, lately, my environment has not been the most comforting aspect of my life. And this evening I can finally say with confidence my home soothes me.

August is my favorite month in Helsinki. I feel at ease with the climate, daylight hours, and reasonable work schedule of the people. Things feel mellow, and the extremes of the midnight sun and sunless winter are just passing thoughts.

Just like the ominous conversations I share with my husband about season finales for Game of Thrones, I have similar feelings towards the winter ahead. Although in this moment, next to the sea and a beer in hand, I feel grateful to be alive and breathing the Baltic air.

Until next week
xx – nasty trash